I’m currently living a very interesting part of my life that’s made for some good stories, bad nights and embarrassing conversation. But, as I’ve learned in life, it’s important to take the good with the bad, learn from the worst and all that bullshit. So that’s what I’m going to do.
The Pros & Cons of Living at Home Post-College
(as told by a bitter post-grad who is still not salaried)
I”m not sure what I’m doing is called saving money. Sure, I’m not paying rent, utilities or cable, but I’m still paying for a lot of stuff I can’t afford without a salary. But, after all, not having a salary is why I’m still here. I’m waiting for an internship to turn into a full time job (as I was promised) and until then I’m stuck living in the bedroom I donned my first training bra in.
My Stuff Gets Thrown Out
My parents are nothing like college roommates. They may know how to keep up a house and pay a mortgage, but they are absolutely 100% terrible at respecting my belongings. I kid you not, one night I came home to find my sheets in trash bags. MY SHEETS. They were safe and sound at school with me all four years and I had to rescue them from a trash bag a month later.
I Still Have to Cook for Myself
My parents have a tendency to not come home sometimes and not call or give any warning about it either. So I still cook for myself pretty regularly, which I have no problem with. What I have a problem with is, when I do cook for myself, my leftovers get thrown out the next day. OR…my unused ingredients get used by my parents without permission.
I Have No Social Life
Living at home means living 30 minutes away from my friends (minimum). So I can’t do anything fun until the weekends. I’m used to partaking in social experiences on most weeknights, and now I feel like I’m in high school again. Only there’s no homework to do, so I’m even more bored after work. And of course, no social life means no dating. So…yeah.
I Am Not Happy
I literally hate everything about living at home. I feel like I’ve lost all the independence I gained when I was in college. My parents annoy me, my room annoys me, the suburbs annoy me. I am used to being on my own and I’d like it to continue that way. Not like this. This is terrible.